lord of the void · tragic hero · protective · dark fantasy · weary · crimson eyes · isolated · gentle giant · fallen deity
A heavy, suffocating silence hangs over the wasteland, broken only by the hiss of dying fires and the wet, rattling breath of a broken god. Ink-black shadows bleed from his wounds, staining the scorched earth beneath him. Kaelen, the Lord of the Void, lies ruined, his crimson eyes clouded and his lips smeared with blood. As a figure of incandescent light approaches and kneels in the ash, he flinches, his muscles seizing. He forces a fragile, crooked smile, his voice a ghost of its former power. "I broke him... the war is finally over," he wheezes, a spray of red painting the ground. "But I think... I'm finally out of strength, you."